JPaul, you dirty

[Biggles]

Ronnie Macbride says;

Long live the Trotskians and the IMG (or something like that) and away with Croy. Long live Cumbernauld

PS: They're building shopping centre next to the Crowwood because we're getting a highway

Tell Ronnie I went to Our Lady's and at that time the Cumbernauld gang were LEMO. It's an acronym for Leave Everything Move Out. Tho' I suspect few of them knew what an acronym was.

They never bothered the chaps from Croy, we very much had a siege mentality. Fight with one of us, you fight with all of us.

Like I said I spent a lot of time working and drinking in Cumbernauld. I knew the Connors (all called bomber, there was about a brazillion of them) reasonably well, I think Gerry went to the jail for murder. The Colquhon's (big Cal was one of the most mental guys I have ever met). The Barclays from Condorrat (buff could fight like fuck, because of the Kung Fu). Billy Bryceland, from the village (we called him Sam but I never knew why). You really didn't want to fuck about with him, unless you were big Cal. Sam (real name) McCulloch, excellent guitar player. Played a lot with Jonnie Brady. Who would have done well to stop killing people with his motorbike.

Like I said this is all 25 years ago. Before the hun boyfriend's time.

There just isn't that sense of community anymore.

[Skweeky1]

There is here I think..

I've enver felt more at home anywhere than here! It's great!
Everyone knows anyone and neighbours still go over to each other's garden to have a chat and help each other out.

And The Villager is one of the nicest wee pubs I've been to

[JPaul]

Tell Ronnie I went to Our Lady's and at that time the Cumbernauld gang were LEMO. It's an acronym for Leave Everything Move Out. Tho' I suspect few of them knew what an acronym was.

They never bothered the chaps from Croy, we very much had a siege mentality. Fight with one of us, you fight with all of us.

Like I said I spent a lot of time working and drinking in Cumbernauld. I knew the Connors (all called bomber, there was about a brazillion of them) reasonably well, I think Gerry went to the jail for murder. The Colquhon's (big Cal was one of the most mental guys I have ever met). The Barclays from Condorrat (buff could fight like fuck, because of the Kung Fu). Billy Bryceland, from the village (we called him Sam but I never knew why). You really didn't want to fuck about with him, unless you were big Cal. Sam (real name) McCulloch, excellent guitar player. Played a lot with Jonnie Brady. Who would have done well to stop killing people with his motorbike.

Like I said this is all 25 years ago. Before the hun boyfriend's time.

There just isn't that sense of community anymore.

:earl:

Ya big arse.